Randall Jarrell - The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner 汉译

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

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旋转炮塔射手之死

兰达尔·贾雷尔

我从母亲的沉睡中落到这个状态，

在肚子里佝偻着，直到湿茸毛冻结，

离地六英里，从生命之梦中解脱，

我醒来，看见这黑屋，这梦靥似的战斗机。

我死后，他们用水龙把我从炮塔洗出去。